silent cottage
with
small windows in the corners
like a childs drawing
almost
invisible
behind a mask of bursting green
is
old
as
the
peasants revolt
and
backs
away
from the mapped flat blacktop
like
something proud
and afraid
it shames the cafes
plastic
table
covers - shining prints of food
like
flat swimming headaches
and
i
sit there
in a bubble chatter of radio
and
cooking crockery clatter
and
try to write something
about the day
the world
and
i
wat tyler country park from simplonpc.co.uk
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